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One just for the blog

Joe Rogers
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Yes, the black one.
No, not that black one.

Scary black man

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I mean I know I’m not dressed up or anything, but am I that scary looking that you are just going to turn away and look for a spot in a crowded coffee shop.  All three of you different guys.  Subtle racism I’ve learned to overlook or ignore.  It’s the blatant racism that shocks me.

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Silence is golden

So commuting to work today and my headphones didn’t fit over my head so no music from the ferry to work.  With the snow and lack of traffic it was a more quiet and surreal experience.  Even on the train ride to UW, it was quiet except for the whirl of the heater blowing and the swift movement of the train flowing on the tracks along the tunnel walls.  Was definitely using my mindfulness skills to observe my senses and the things around me.  I think with the technological age that we are in, we tend to try to shut out the noise of the outside world, or to at least control the noise that we let into our brain.  But maybe that is a false notion and in fact, from time to time, we need to take out the EarPods out of our ears and just listen to the world around us.

Tinashe-Bated Breath

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What if I told you that it was all in vain?
Would it still hurt you?
Would you still feel the same?
Said its impossible-possible
So impossible
But you’re still waiting on the moment breath is bated
I wish I could hold you, I can’t take it
Tell you all my secrets
I’m too faded
Praying that tomorrow I’ll be braver
Maybe I can tell you, maybe we can do this
Kisses on my forehead we can fall into it
Love you like the rain, falls much faster
Living in a piece of ever after
Forever after
Living in the piece of ever after
Ever after, ever after
If you will you have me
I’ll make you happy
Need someone to whom I can belong
Here’s my confession
Saving it special
Hoped it would be you all along
All along
But you’re still waiting on the moment breath is bated
I wish I could hold you, I can’t take it
Tell you all my secrets
I’m too faded
Praying that tomorrow I’ll be braver
Maybe I can tell you, maybe we can do this
Kisses on my forehead we can fall into it
Love you like the rain, falls much faster
Living in a piece of ever after

Happy Valentines Day.

At the counter at Shari’s waiting for my Thanksgiving steak dinner. Watching the chaos behind the counter is like watching Rush at the bookstore from a students point of view. My nearsightedness is really kicking in the last few days. I’m going to have to cave and get reading glasses. Sigh…should have ate more carrots I suppose. Too lazy to get my journal and pen out the car. Should I bother getting them a plate to eat, just in case? Who knows? Is this a taste of things to come in my future? I really shouldn’t future look and just try to stay in the present. But the present is so depressing and blurry. Will I be able to survive into the new year and get drugs. Will those drugs be able to

Quietness

Fleeing the moaning and shuffling of Mom and her pain for the chaotic noise of the mall. Downing a cappuccino blast and a raspberry green tea lemonade and still not satisfied. Pondering a drive in the backroads but question the roads on this surprisingly snowy day. Should make a fountain pen day post at some point. But just want to find a warm quiet place to cuddle, drink hot amaretto chocolate, watch the snow fall, and snooze.

Not feeling it.

Move in weekend at UW. What is this; my 18th move in weekend working at a college bookstore. Usually I’m a little more happy due to the excitement of the students moving in an coming back for the school year. However this year, I am not feeling it. Just drained, tired, and blah. Maybe cause of the slight cold I’m getting over. Maybe the lack of sleep due to my diabetes trips to the restroom at night. Maybe the lack of depression medication. Or maybe I’m just done with college bookstores in general and it’s time for me to move on.